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Did this a long time ago, but haven’t been able to post until now. Done in pencil on paper, cuz I’m real old school.

Angora/Heat Seeker from Drops of Jupiter by @singingcookie

Krow from the Missing Series by me! :3

And they’re both bothering the hell out of Ochako. It’s fine. She’s fine. 

Hmm, oh sure! no prob, getting on it :D

To be honest, I’m still surprised that you read “Release Me” .////.

That’s the very first scene that I imagined when I got the prompt and it remains to be my most favorite too. I really like the idea of them just holding hands with a battle that just ended... even laughing after all that, even with wounds. Hngggg I’m a sucker for those in movies. Though they should really get medical help first but I got them playing romance PFFT

The ship is my: OTP! I’m serious, this was like, one of my first ships in this series

I consider this ship’s feelings: Mutual | Mixed | Strange | Awkward | Platonic | Sibling-like | One-sided | They don’t really like each other

I’d consider the relationship: Healthy | Awkward | Abusive | Doesn’t work properly | They’d never get together |

Children: No | Yes | They’d think about it

General Opinion: This ship is one of the cutest fucking things I’ve ever seen I swear to god. They’ve been through a lot together already, and ever since their fight at the sports festival they’ve been trying to support each other from the sidelines and they have a lot of potential and aAAAAAAA!

It is frustrating how people rush through their relationship in fics tho, cause in reality, they’d be two awkward bois tip-toeing their way through a relationship. I understand that some people wanna get right to the good stuff, but it’s just not like them. I could totally imagine Todoroki being a little fearful of committing to a relationship mostly because he doesn’t want to end up doing what his father does. I could also totally see Endeavor not liking the idea of them being in a relationship, at least at first. And Midoriya’s self-worth issues would definitely get in the way of things.

It’s also really great how they can relate to each other, what with them both being hurt by somebody who was supposed to a source of guidance, Bakugou and Endeavor for Midoriya and Todoroki respectively. Hypothetically, they could be a source of comfort to each other when it comes to that (except Midoriya wouldn’t be able to explain the whole story because reasons), thus causing them to grow even closer, but for now we have nothing.

For kids, I partially feel like the wouldn’t have any in the end, because hero work and all that, but if you follow @maidsonas, their tododeku fam is absolutely adorable and I love toshi and togai so very much, and I wouldn’t mind a scenario like that either!

THANK YOU

When I started shipping them:

Sometime between Days and 3D? Early fandom days but I also remember shipping Rokunami a little after kh2 first came out, so i dunno if it was off the bat or not.

My thoughts:

They have such a good chemistry and make a lot of sense together tbh. They have a lot of the same insecurities but can see each other in a better light and support each other!! I love them together so much!!!

What makes me happy about them:

Such a sweet cute couple! Their dynamic is so cute with how bad Riku is in general with emotions and handling people in general. And then there’s Namine who is SO good but has such self-worth issues and really benefits from someone as steady and reliable as Riku askldfkljas

What makes me sad about them:

What a sad sad couple that have gone through SO MUCH oh my. Much pain. In need of much comfort.

Things done in fanfic that annoys me:

Wait there’s fanfic of them? For real why are they such a rare pair!! Put them together it just makes sense!!

Things I look for in fanfic:

Good wholesome hurt/comfort. Or just them being cute. I love Namiku so much.

My wishlist:

PLEASE LET HER AND RIKU INTERACT IN KH3

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: 

I mean i guess they don’t *have* to be romantically involved with anyone ever. Jk. I guess if i had to assign alternative ships, off the top of my head?

There’s a lot of Xion/Riku out there and while I don’t ship it i can...see it? And then really off the top of my head is Namine/Ventus

My happily ever after for them:

this physically hurt me but damn if it's not well done excellent work

Tarantism - The urge to overcome melancholy with dancing

ngl I had Lorde’s Liability playing in the background while writing this.6:32 pm

Hi, mom. Sorry for the last minute warning, but I can’t make it home today. School’s been really busy and I have a bunch of homework due in the next week. I’ll call you later. Love you, mom.

Inko puts on a tired smile, a sprout of pride blossoming deep within her heart. Her baby boy, working so very hard at reaching for his dreams and doing his best. She’s happy. She’s supposed to be, right?

So why was there a dull ache deep within her heart?

She places the feather duster back in the broom closet, exchanging it for the tall wooden broom she’s grown accustomed to using around the house, hanging on the back of the door. As she shuts the broom closet, her mind wanders off, a melody long forgotten replaying in her mind as she idly moves the broom side to side.

She was twenty-three when she first met him, not too tall, not too short. Eyes sparkling under the moonlight as he dragged her through the night, nothing but the moon, the stars above and the lights around the pier surrounding them. He’d tried to steal the giant prized stuffed monkey from one of the game booths at the fair. You know the one: the ones that are always rigged no matter how hard you try to hit the stacked glass bottles behind the carny. They’d been laughing all the way to the very end, catching their breaths as the sounds of the fair are nothing but a distant memory.

He takes her hand and pulls her close, swaying to nothing but the sound of the crashing waves beneath them. Her eyes close, feeling his warmth cover her body as they move one, two, three steps, four, and he twirls her with the biggest, goofiest smile on his face.

She doesn’t realise that there’s someone knocking on the door until she bumps into the coffee table, her shin sending sharp pangs up her nerves as she lets go of the broom a little too quickly, the dust she’d been sweeping up rattled and scattered across the floor. She’d been dancing without her knowing again.

The neighbour only wanted to borrow her vacuum cleaner, of course. She obliged, handing them the appliance before shutting the door again, suddenly realising how quiet the apartment is with just her living in it.

Izuku had always danced with her when he was younger. Small, little hands in her own as she carried him, both of them swaying their way through their home. She’d told him his dad loved taking her dancing, and it was true: she fell in love with him, that night at the pier. Her little baby didn’t want to disappoint, knowing his father’s absence meant he was the man of the house, so he’d grab his mom’s hand and try his best to dance with her.

Nowadays, she only has herself to dance with.

She sways again, eyes closed as she wistfully hums that forgotten melody from that memory she locked away in her heart to herself.